Sins & Mistrust

by Lucero, Isabel

  I move over to the bag Nathalia brought out and grab the bottle of lube and massage the oil over my cock and his ass. Pushing one finger, and then two into his tight canal, I begin stretching him. Nathalia continues to suck his cock while he laps up her juices.

  Once I feel he’s ready, I let my fingers slowly glide out and then I pull Nathalia down to straddle his hips. I guide his dick into her wet entrance, and as soon as she’s seated onto him fully, I pull her head closer to me and plunge my tongue into her mouth. My hands move to the back of her bra and I unsnap it, then throw it to the floor. I cup her perfect breasts in my hands and then roll her nipples in between my fingers and squeeze gently. She drops her head back and hisses.

  I pull Lincoln to the edge of the bed, and once in position, Nathalia begins grinding on his cock. Pushing his legs further apart, I hold one of his legs up, and guide myself into his tight hole.

  “Fuck,” he rasps.

  Nathalia watches in fascination as I bury myself deep inside of him.

  “Goddamn, Linc,” I hiss.

  I pull back slowly and then push in deep again. Lincoln pulls a pillow over and props it underneath his back so he can watch, as well.

  We find a perfect rhythm. Nathalia rides his cock while he holds onto her waist, controlling the speed. He finds the right moments to give her thighs and ass a smack, causing her to yell out in bliss. I fuck his ass hard and deep, while simultaneously bringing Nathalia’s nipple into my mouth and then biting gently.

  “God, this feels so good,” Lincoln growls.

  I begin rubbing circles on Nathalia’s clit, knowing Lincoln won’t be able to hold out much longer since he’s getting double the sensation and double the pleasure.

  “Oh yes, Marc!” she cries.

  I fuck Lincoln ruthlessly and then wrap my hand around Nathalia’s throat and squeeze. Her moans increase, and her movements become faster. Knowing her pleasure is amplified by the force of my hand around her throat spurs me on even more and my movements become rougher.

  “Yes, yes. Oh my God, yes!” Nathalia yells out.

  With my hand still around her throat, I lean forward and bite down on the skin between her neck and shoulder. She digs her nails into my shoulders and then drags them down my chest as she comes.

  “Fuck!” she howls, and I hiss through gritted teeth in response to the burning sensation that’s left in her nails’ path.

  Almost as soon as she’s coming down from the high of her orgasm, Lincoln grunts from below. His fingers tighten around her waist and I thrust in deeply.

  “Aahhh!” he roars as he empties himself deep inside Nathalia’s pussy.

  The sensation of him clamping down around me, and Nathalia’s nails in my skin, mixed with the sexiest fucking visual in front of me, I’m unable to hold my orgasm back any longer. I pump into him a few more times before I shout out my own cry of bliss.

  My years as an escort have nothing on the sex I have with these two.

  We all detangle, freshen up, and fall into bed together.

  “Guess we didn’t need the toys this time, Nathalia says with a giggle as she pushes the bag from the bed.

  “We’ll use them next time,” I answer with a wink.

  “What did you need to tell us?” Lincoln asks, propping himself up on his elbow.

  “Oh.” I sigh. “Okay, hopefully this doesn’t come off as too much, but considering your job, Lincoln, and our lifestyle, I thought it was perfect.”

  He tilts his head in confusion and Nathalia scoots up and leans against the headboard. “What is it?” she asks softly.

  “I’ve been in the process of building a club. An adult, members-only club that caters to people who have more than one partner.”

  Lincoln lifts one brow in surprise, maybe amusement. “Fetish club?”

  I shrug. “Could be interpreted that way. It’s a huge estate with several rooms, a few buildings on a large lot, and each one can be for something else. There’s the main lounge when you first walk in, a bar, some couches, just a nice place for people to mingle. A dance floor is further back and booths line the walls of that room. Upstairs are bedrooms, some with glass doors for those who enjoy being exhibitionists and voyeurs.

  “I also have been talking to my boss, well, ex-boss at the agency, and we’ve come up with the idea of having some of the escorts be there and available for hire for couples who are interested in trying out new things. She’s even contacting a friend who runs a female escort agency, for those who are interested in women joining them.

  “The other building is more of an exotic dance club, but there are areas for people to...get to know each other on more personal levels. That other attachment is just larger, open areas with beds, couches, and the like.”

  “Wow,” Nathalia breathes. “Sounds amazing.”

  “Impressive,” Lincoln nods. “Where is it?”

  “Well, it’s a little out of town, close to your house, actually. The one in Summerlin South. I found a large piece of land outside of city limits.”

  “What’s it under the guise of?”

  “It’s a resort,” I say with a smirk.

  “Sounds really great, Marc,” Nathalia chirps, her face full of excitement.

  “There’s even rooms with the toys you like,” I tell her with a grin.

  “S&M rooms?” she squeals.

  I chuckle at her enthusiasm. “And all three of us own it.”

  “What?” she asks, baffled.

  “Well, once you two sign the papers. I have it under our names. It’s ours to own, run, and handle. It’s not finished yet, we still have some things to take care of, and you can be as hands-on as you want.”

  “Oh my gosh!” She wraps her arms around my neck and squeezes me. “I love you so much.”

  “I love you,” I reply, kissing the side of her head.

  “Marc, this is surprising. I can’t believe you’ve been doing all of this…for us,” Lincoln says.

  “Well, I wanted to show you guys that I want this to work. I’m not ashamed of our lifestyle, and I want there to be a place for people to go who want to try things that people consider out of the norm. It’s not strictly a place for polyamorous people —obviously other couples are welcome to try it out— but it’s a place that people can relax at, feel comfortable, and not judged. It’s away from the city, and it’s really nice. I promise you guys will love it.”

  “What’s it called?” Nathalia asks.

  “I was thinking of calling it The Cell Estate”

  “The Cell?”

  “Yeah. C for Cash. E for Edwards. L for LaBelle, and the other L goes to Lincoln.”

  “I like it!”

  “Linc, I know you were moving your club to a larger place, but I figure we can have your employees move to this one now. It’s definitely a larger place, and we could use some of the same furnishings you have.”

  He nods and I can tell the wheels in his mind are already turning and thinking of all things business related. Lincoln’s been running several clubs for a while now, I have no doubt he knows what he’s doing.

  “I’m really excited to see this place, and we’ll definitely get together and go over the paperwork. Thank you, Marc,” he says, then leans forward and plants his lips on mine. “This gesture means a lot.”

  “So, you’re telling your friends about this tomorrow?” Nathalia asks.

  “Yep. And, we’re all going out to look at it.”

  “Really?” she squeaks, sitting up.

  I laugh. “Yes, really.”

  “Oh yay! I’m so excited!” She snuggles down into the covers. “I love you guys.”

  “We love you,” I answer as Lincoln kisses her forehead, and I kiss her cheek.

  “I love you, too,” I say, looking at Lincoln.

  “I love you.”

  We connect for another kiss, and then we all eventually fall asleep.

  When we all pull up to the large estate, my excitement catapults me out of the car before it’s even turned of
f. I take in the beautiful buildings and wait for Jace, Troy, Adrienne, and Emilie to pull up. They followed us here, but don’t know what it is they’re coming to see.

  The guys slowly get out of the car, and I can’t help but watch them as they emerge. Both of them are so sexy, one with hair as dark as night, and one with hair as golden as the sun. Their blue eyes twinkle in the sunlight, and when they meet in front of the car, they connect hands, share a smile and then let go and begin walking towards the building.

  I follow along, listening to Lincoln ask Marc about the structure of the building and some other things I don’t really care about. I decide to fall back and wait for the others.

  “Oh my gosh, what is this place?” Emilie squeals from behind.

  “It’s amazing!” Adrienne joins.

  “Hey, Nathalia,” Troy greets. “Where’s the guys?”

  “They’re walking around talking about boring things,” I say, waving my hand in the direction they went.

  Jace and Troy laugh and then go find them.

  “So, seriously. What is this place?” Emilie asks, walking towards the front.

  “Marc has been up to some secretive stuff,” I say with a grin. “I’ll let him tell you.”

  Adrienne and Emilie exchange a look and then we all trail behind the guys. We end up finding them as they’re entering the side of the building.

  “This could hold a small restaurant. A café perhaps,” Marc says as the guys look around the room.

  “So, what’s this place?” Jace asks.

  Marc grins and then moves to the center of the room and faces everybody as they gather in a small group.

  “This is what I’ve been working on lately. It’s going to be a members-only club.”

  “Wait. Members-only like…what?” Troy asks.

  Marc chuckles. “Like an adult club.” He emphasizes adult, hoping that will get the message across. “With adult activities taking place on sight.”

  Emilie’s eyes almost pop out. “Like a fucking sex mansion?”

  Lincoln laughs. “There will be places for different things.”

  “For real?” Jace asks.

  Marc begins walking out of the room. “Come on, let me show you.”

  We move through the room and enter a hall and then find what appears to be the main entrance area. It’s massive and extravagant, and I can’t wait to see it when it’s fully furnished and complete.

  “This is a lounge, just like any lounge you’d find in the city. You can get a drink at the bar, listen to some low music, sit on the couch and talk with people. Then down here,” he moves to another room further back, “is the dance floor. Typical club atmosphere.

  “Upstairs hold several rooms. Some of those rooms will be equipped for certain fantasies.”

  “Oh my god, yes! This is fabulous!” Emilie exclaims.

  Marc continues to explain the other buildings and how there will be a strip club type area, and then more bedrooms and open areas for people to be in. There’s pretty much everything you could need on this piece of land. It really is a brilliant idea.

  As soon as he’s done talking, Adrienne and Emilie face each other and exchange a knowing look. “Bachelorette party!” they yell in unison.

  “What?” Jace and Troy bark at the same time.

  “And bachelor party. Calm down,” Emilie says. “We could totally come here and have dual parties. I mean, we have a strip club, a regular club, and alcohol. What more could we want?”

  “Marc, please!” Adrienne pleads, clasping her hands under her chin.

  He laughs. “I’m fine with it. You’ll just need to let me know when that will be.”

  “And be aware that the only kinky sex you’ll be having is with me,” Jace says and pulls Adrienne into him and kisses her neck.

  “Of course, baby!”

  “Ooh. We could play in one of those rooms,” Emilie says as she sidles up to Troy.

  “This is really awesome, man,” Troy says to Marc. “And we haven’t seen all of it yet, but I have no doubt this will be a big deal.”

  “I hope so,” he answers.

  “And you all are in on it?” Jace asks, pointing to Lincoln and me.

  “Well, we weren’t aware until last night. Marc has been his usual secretive self, but yes, we will own it together,” I answer.

  “Aww,” Emilie coos.

  The guys separate and go over to the bar and start talking about club business stuff, so us girls stay behind and sit on a few chairs that are up against the wall.

  “Damn, they’re a good-looking bunch,” Adrienne says as we all watch the guys at the bar.

  “Mmhhmm,” Emilie agrees. “And you get two of them! Jealous! Don’t tell Troy,” she finishes with a laugh.

  “You’re terrible,” Adrienne laughs.

  Lincoln and Marc move towards the other room, Marc obviously showing him more of the building. I can’t keep my eyes off of them as they move across the floor, shoulder to shoulder. Their connection is so strong, it’s almost like you can see the sparks flying between them. When they get to the other room, they turn and face each other. Their happiness evident by the smile they share. Lincoln grabs the back of Marc’s head as Marc lays his hand over Lincoln’s jaw, and they connect for one of the sexiest kisses ever to exist.

  “Fuck,” Emilie breaths, watching the same thing.

  “Seriously. How do you get anything done around these two?” Adrienne says.

  I laugh. “It’s hard to keep our hands to ourselves.”

  “You don’t feel jealous watching that?” Emilie asks. “I feel like I’d want to cut a bitch.”

  I shake my head. “I don’t feel jealous, because that right there,” I say, pointing at them, “is exactly what I have with the both of them. I’m lucky to be loved so deeply by two men, and they are loved by me and each other. It’s phenomenal.”

  “Does your family know about this relationship?” Emilie asks.

  “I only have my dad, and yes he knows how unconventional I am,” I say with a small laugh.

  “He’s okay with it?”

  “I’m a grown woman. I can do whatever I want. He has yet to meet Marc, but he knows Lincoln, and he really respects him. I can only imagine he’ll feel the same way about Marc.”

  “I’m really glad we met you,” Adrienne offers. “We’ve all been so curious about Marc, but he liked to keep to himself, and nobody wanted to pressure him too much. I would have never guessed this, though.”

  “No drug-dealing pimp, huh?”

  “Nico!” Emilie huffs. “He’s crazy. I can’t wait until he finds out about all of this!”

  “I’m really glad to know Marc’s friends.”

  “Hey,” Emilie nudges me. “We’re your friends now, too.”

  “Thanks. I haven’t had many female friends.”

  Adrienne and Emilie look at each other. “Bitches,” they say together.

  We all laugh and then I spot Lincoln and Marc walking towards me.

  “Here comes sexy and sexier,” Emilie mumbles.

  “Em!” Adrienne admonishes. “Which is which?” she asks quietly.

  “Who cares?”

  “Troy’s gonna kill you,” she laughs.

  “He knows I love his sexy, chocolate self. I’m more than satisfied with him, but I still have eyes!”

  I only laugh and shake my head.

  “Hey, baby,” Marc says, leaning down to kiss my cheek. “What do you think?”

  “Well, so far I love it!”

  Lincoln walks behind me and rests his hands on my shoulders, then begins rubbing gently.

  “This is beyond words. It’s even more remarkable than I imagined.”

  “You’re going to have a pool out there?” Troy’s voice booms through the room as him and Jace walk back inside.

  “There’s a pool?” Emilie screeches. “Y’all are gonna have to let me know what the members fee is gonna be, because I’m pretty sure I’m going to live here.”

  Troy takes he
r to the pool, and Adrienne and Jace follow.

  I stand up and lay my head against Marc’s chest while wrapping an arm around Lincoln’s waist and bringing him close. I’m sandwiched in between two beautiful men in a massive resort that we own together. Life couldn’t get much better.

  “Yeah, man. Whenever you want. You always have a place to stay here. Okay, tell Mom and Dad I said hi and I’ll call later. Love you, G.”

  “Your brother?” Lincoln asks, pushing himself against my back.

  I put the phone on the end table and turn towards him. “Yeah. He wants to come visit.”

  Lincoln raises his brows. “Meeting the family, huh?”

  “Just my brother,” I laugh. It’s not like my parents are gonna come down here. They hate big cities.”

  “I guess that means we’ll have to plan a trip to go see them,” he says, surprising me.

  “You want to meet my family?” I ask.

  “Of course. If I had a family, I’d introduce you to them.”

  A frown tugs at my lips. Lincoln has told me that he was adopted. His parents were older, but they had always wanted a kid, so they adopted him when they were already in their forties. They both died a few years back, and left him alone with no siblings. He says he had a good life, though, and that’s what matters.

  “I’d love for you to meet them,” I reply.

  “We’ll make it happen, then. But, let’s focus on what’s important right now.”

  “What’s that?” I ask, my voice dropping lower.

  “You’re the birthday boy. What do you want to do?”

  I smirk. “Hardly a boy.”

  “Oh, I know,” he rasps, grabbing my dick through my boxer briefs. “You’re all man.”

  “Mm. I think I know what I want.”

  “I think I do, too,” he says, pulling the sheet over his head and moving down my legs.

  Lincoln gives me a mind-numbingly amazing blow job for my birthday. His mouth moves over my flesh perfectly. He licks, tugs, and sucks just the way I like. It’s perfect. He’s perfect.